In this chapter, which takes place on a Saturday, picks up the day after Chapter 8. Ken had just fallen to temptation and failed miserably. He had promised a woman he barely knew things meant only for his wife Katie. But Katie had said things just before he fell asleep that completely confused everything that had just happened. What did she mean? Might he fi...
Arnold was diligent at his job. In the week since he arrived, he'd taken him less time to settle in and get adjusted to the rhythm of his work office, which was as Projection Design Manager, located at the Federal Light terminal of the Port Harcourt/Onne Jetty. His routine was simplistic and downright frugal, an observation that wasn't lost on the other expa...
Saturday morning, I woke up before Heather. Staring at the ceiling I was trying to come to grips with everything that had happened. Last Saturday, we had been the typical suburban Mid-western couple, married for over 10 years, 2 kids and always faithful to each other. Sex was always occasional and behind closed doors, but over the last week all of that has c...
I sat listening in (mute buttons are wonderful things). She was really into role playing. "I'm going to pretend to be Betty. I'll even use her first name." I listened to her talk to the guys whose letters she liked: one guy was so angry about his marriage failing, he was a lousy prospect. "I want a good time" Tina told me after talking to him, "not baggage...
Everybody has a self-image. Most people have a positive self-image and believe that they're good people; a few others revel in being assholes. Many people with good self-images deserve them; others merely delude themselves. Like the majority of the population I have always had a good self-image. I polished it as an adult by giving away time and money for wo...
We met at an after-work gathering. I saw her across the room. Tall and blond. My style. Gradually working my way over I introduced myself. We worked in different divisions so had not met before. Cindy was very easy on the eye. Slim, a sparkle in her intense blue eyes. I said I would like to see her again, we planned to meet next Friday at the same gathering....
While coming back from Goa, all I could think of was how much Pooja and Sahana enjoyed fucking the other men, while I got fucked once again by own husband. And I was wondering why didn't Sanjay push me into the arms of Rohit and Manoj when he saw the opportunity? [Does Sanjay talk about me fucking other men only for us to get excited in bed, but he doesn't...
Dear readers I have been away for sometime, but I have continued to read the stories online. Some really good contributions. Congratulations to those who have attracted my vote or comment. Hope you enjoy my latest imaginary friend. This is a work of pure fiction, and is not intended to bear any relation to anyone either alive or dead. If you don't like whore...
I'm standing in a minimal bikini, so brief that I'm a little ashamed to be wearing it, looking at the most gorgeous male I've ever seen in my life. He looks as if every muscle in his body is outlined. Plus, he's got a handsome face and lovely curly hair. If you were going to sculpt the ideal male, you couldn't do better than him. You'd have to sculpt in ebon...
Denise watched as the timer on the treadmill counted down the last few seconds of her workout. She loved these early morning workouts with the other mothers from the school parent's council. It fit nicely between dropping the kids off at school and the hectic schedule of the day's activities. Just as Denise stopped, and wiped the sweat from her brow with a...